Eddie Munson Imagines

Her

Type: angst, maybe some fluff

Warnings: swearing, kinda sad, crumbling relationship

Word count: 1.1k

Y/N POV

Chrissy Cunningham. Easily one of the most popular, and prettiest, girls at Hawkins High, and Eddie was friends with her. Of course, I wasn't going to control who Eddie was friends with—but every time they hung out, which was all the time, I noticed they were almost a little too close.

Eddie had been blowing me off for the past week now, offering me up some random excuse or either just blatantly ignoring me and I wanted to know what was up. "I think I'm going to go talk to Eddie when I get off—can you close alone tonight?" I asked Steve.

He nodded his head, "Yea 'course." I just smiled back at him. He knew Eddie and I had been going through something lately and he was always there for me. I looked over at the clock on the wall, only one more hour until I could hopefully find out what was wrong between us.

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One hour passed a lot quicker than I expected and I was now pulling into the trailer park, parking right beside Eddie's van. I let out a sigh as my heart pounded in my chest before getting out and knocking on the door.

He originally opened the door with a big smile on his face, which got my hopes up, but I felt my heart practically crack when his smile faltered. Maybe he was expecting someone else.

"Hey sweetheart, I wasn't expecting you here." He greeted. I nodded, "Yeah, I'm sorry for just showing up I just—can we talk?" I asked. He gave me a small smile while nodding his head as he gestured me inside. I walked in the house, awkwardly standing across from him.

"We can uhm go in my room if-if you want—it's more comfortable." I just nodded, following him back into his bedroom. We both sat down on his bed, a place I had been so many times before—a place that used to comfort me, but now I felt more anxious that ever before.

"So what did you want to talk about." He awkwardly said, "I uhm, i-is something wrong." I paused, "Are you ok—are we ok?" I stuttered out. He sighed which caused my heart to harshly beat against my chest, so loud I felt like I could barely hear the usual hum of the air conditioner as it kicked on.

"I love you sweetheart—you know that, I love you so much but-" He started before I noticed the single tear running down his cheek. My chest felt like it was burning, a subtle burn that creeped up onto my face as he continued.

"But—there's someone else." He finished. I felt my breath catch in my throat. I looked down at my lap, blinking harshly to try and clear away the tears as my bottom lip trembled. "Please say something." He begged, barely above a whisper.

"Wh-Who?" I asked, my voice cracking. He sighed again, "Chrissy." I nodded, closing my eyes as a small, sad smile spread across on my face. "You know I just want you to be happy Eds." I stated as the tears began to slip from my eyes.

"That's all I've ever wanted—you deserve to be happy." I finally looked up to see the tears running down his face, "I didn't want to do this to you—I tried to just be her friend, we never did anything. Nothing Y/N I swear. She doesn't even know how I feel." He rushed out.

I just nodded, not fully trusting my voice yet. "You should tell her—it looks like she likes you." I said, turning to give him a small smile. "You-You're not mad?" He asked. I shrugged, "I don't really know. But I do know that you deserve to be happy—we both do, and if Chrissy is what makes you happy now then.." I trialed off, shrugging and swallowing harshly as the lump in my throat burned.

He halfway smiled at me before pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back, closing my eyes and breathing him in deeply as I got one last hug from him—not only as my boyfriend, but as my best friend. I let the tears flow freely into his chest as his hand absentmindedly went to securely hold the back of my head to him like he always did, slightly rocking us back and forth.

"I'm sorry sweetheart—I'm so sorry." He whispered, kissing the side of my head. The weight on my chest felt unbearable as more tears fell down my face causing me to squeeze him tighter. "Ple-Please don't call me that." I said, a sob ripping through me right after.

He just nodded as we continued holding tightly onto each other for what we both knew was the last time.

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Eventually we pulled away and he gave me a small smile, his lips trembling. "Are we—will we still be friends?" He asked hopefully. I gave him a smile back, "Eventually." I sighed, "A small part of me will always be yours." I mumbled.

He nodded, his eyes refusing to meet mine as he sniffled, harshly swallowing before I abruptly stood up. "I should get going, I don't want my mom to worry." He stood up right after me, "Yeah, of-of course. Please drive safe—uh be careful." He awkwardly said.

I nodded, giving him one last smile while taking in his room. I had been Eddie's friend, best friend, long before I was his girlfriend—I was going to miss this place. Finally, I walked out, my eyes trialing to a car pulling up on the other side of his van and turning off their lights as he opened the door for me to leave.

Chrissy quickly got out, a bounce in her step before she noticed me. I felt like someone had knocked all the air out of me as a nervous smile overtook her face when she took in the state of both of us, "Y/N. Hi I-I didn't know you were here." She said sweetly. I gave her my best smile, I didn't have anything against Chrissy—it's not like she forced Eddie to feel the way he did.

"Oh, no it's ok—I was just leaving." I meekly said back before quickly walking to my car, giving Eddie one last small, awkward wave. He waved back before I shut my door. I watched as a big smile spread across his face when she greeted him with a small side hug.

More tears gathered in my eyes as the door shut—I truly just wanted Eddie to be happy, even if it wasn't with me.

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A/N: I'm so sorry guys—that was pretty depressing. Also, sorry for any mistakes this is not proofread.. like at all.